Demon Slayer: Great Swordmaster System From the Start, My Master is Tsugikuni

His right fist grazed the ore, leaving a scratch.

"Useful!"

Seeing the shallow mark, the Scribe was overjoyed.

He subconsciously ignored his bleeding right hand.

That's right, the Scribe was turning his own body into a blade!

Although it was far from as sharp as a real Nichirin Blade, it could still damage the Crimson Crystal Ore!

"Not only that, but this also allows me to train Sun Breathing and deepen my understanding of Breathing Techniques."

Receiving a prompt in his mind that he had gained fifty points for Breathing Techniques, the Scribe grinned.

"Mining even yielded an extra reward; it's killing two birds with one stone. So satisfying."

Without resting, the Scribe continued his assault on the Crimson Crystal Ore.

Sun Breathing Second Form Azure Sky, an upward slash from bottom to top.

Sun Breathing Fifth Form Fire Train, a mid-air somersault and a descent.

Sun Breathing Seventh Form Radiant Flower Thrust, a fierce swing with hands transformed into spikes.

The Scribe didn't know how many times he had used Sun Breathing, nor did he care.

His only concern was when he could finally shatter the Crimson Crystal Ore and obtain Tamahagane.

When hungry, he ate burnt food; when tired, he slept.

As long as the Scribe had the energy and stamina, he wouldn't stop.

After an unknown amount of time, this prolonged battle finally neared its end.

Disregarding the newly scabbed wounds, the Scribe swung his hands again.

Crack, crack.

As cracks appeared on the surface, fragments fell off.

Finally, he succeeded.

Looking at the basketball-sized Tamahagane before him, the Scribe felt a huge weight lifted from his heart.

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the highest quality Tamahagane (can be smelted into Scarlet Scarlet Sand Iron and Crimson Sulfur Stone). Hidden mission complete."

"Hidden mission rewards have been sent. Please check."

"Affected by the host's own abilities, Master Swordsmanship (500,000/1,000,000) has increased to 700,000/1,000,000."

"Affected by the host's own abilities, Master Breathing Technique (400,000/1,000,000) has increased to 700,000/1,000,000."

"Other skills have increased overall. Current level: Proficient (50,000/100,000)."

"New mission has been issued. Please check."

"Mission: Travel to the Swordsmith Village, smelt the Tamahagane into Scarlet Scarlet Sand Iron and Crimson Sulfur Stone, and forge your own Nichirin Blade."

After processing the information in his mind, the Scribe clenched his fists.

"It's finally time."

Ever since he had transmigrated to this world, he had been waiting for this moment.

And now, he was about to forge his own Nichirin Blade!

As the Scribe, holding the Tamahagane, started to descend the mountain, he suddenly realized a serious problem.

His clothes had long been scorched by the high temperature on the mountain peak, and he was completely naked.

If he returned to the smelting village like this, wouldn't he be arrested as a pervert?

Chapter 20: First Meeting with Tsugikuni Iwashiro

"Why are you dressed so strangely?"

Mote looked at the Scribe, whose face was blackened and who was wearing clothes made of leaves, with great confusion.

"You look like you've been robbed."

"Not at all. This is because I reached the Sunlight Mountain Peak."

Placing the Tamahagane on a special stand, the Scribe said to Mote.

"This is the highest quality Tamahagane I obtained."

A simple sentence, but it instantly captured Mote's attention.

Even Kogang, who was adding firewood to the furnace, peeked over.

"Really? Let me see!"

The master and disciple surrounded the Tamahagane like fanatical fans.

"Is this really the highest quality Tamahagane? It does give off a peculiar feeling."

"Yes, Master. I can even feel a current flowing in my lower abdomen!"

"Uh, that must be because you ate something bad."

"How could that be? My body has always been..." (fart sound)

Pinching his nose, Mote kicked Kogang directly in the backside.

"Get lost!"

Smiling and shaking his head, the Scribe decided to clean himself up first.

After staying at Mote's place for one night, the Scribe packed his bags and left the next morning.

Although the two of them, Mote and Kogang, wanted to observe the highest quality Tamahagane further, the Scribe's mind was made up, and there was no way they could stop him.

"This is as far as I go. Goodbye, you two!"

Waving his hand, the Scribe bid farewell to Mote and Kogang, who had come to see him off.

Finally, he could get some proper rest.

On his way back, the only difference was that his backpack now contained a few pieces of Tamahagane.

The Scribe had always valued a balance between work and rest, believing in working hard when it was time to work and relaxing when it was time to relax.

After several days, he finally returned to the Demon Slayer Corps' headquarters.

As soon as he entered, he sensed that the atmosphere was a bit off.

The Demon Slayer Corps had always emphasized quiet and stealth, but now there were people moving about everywhere.

Everyone's face was beaming with smiles, as if celebrating something good.

Casually stopping a child who looked about his age, the Scribe began to ask him questions.

"Did something happy happen? Why is it so lively all of a sudden?"

"You don't know? Tomorrow is Master and Tōshirō's birthday."

"Birthday?"

"Yeah, tomorrow Master will be twenty-two, and Tōshirō is also planning to celebrate his birthday early."

After speaking, the child hurried away.

"So that's how it is."

It was the birthday of two important figures in the Demon Slayer Corps, no wonder it was so lively.

Although Ubuyashiki Kagaya and Rengoku Kyojuro didn't make a big fuss about it, it couldn't dampen the enthusiasm of the Demon Slayer Corps members.

"Since that's the case, I'll go and offer my congratulations too."

The Scribe decided to return to his residence first to rest and recharge, so he could visit Tōshirō and Ubuyashiki Kagaya tomorrow.

Returning to his familiar residence, the Scribe was surprised to find that the door was unlocked.

Could Master have returned?

His face full of joy, the Scribe intended to share his experiences on Sunlight Mountain with Tsugikuni Yoriichi.

However, the moment he stepped through the door, he instantly sensed that something was wrong.

The person sitting inside was not Tsugikuni Yoriichi!

Although the person inside gave off a feeling very similar to Yoriichi, the Scribe detected a hidden obsession, jealousy, and a hint of madness.

Picking up a wooden sword and holding it in his hand, the Scribe slowly pushed the door open.

Judging by his back, this guy was taller than Yoriichi and had broader shoulders.

He was wearing a purple samurai outfit and had a black high ponytail tied at the back of his head.

Without asking the man's identity, the Scribe directly swung his sword at his shoulder.

Rather than a potentially fruitless inquiry, he preferred to defeat his enemies and make them reveal themselves.

Just as the Scribe's sword was about to hit, the man sitting there moved.

With a palm strike to the ground, the man's tall body shifted several feet to the left.

The seemingly unavoidable attack missed, and the Scribe felt a sense of misapplied force, his reaction delayed by a second.

It was in that second that the man turned and kicked the Scribe's wrist.

Enduring the pain, the Scribe retreated a few steps, gripping his sword.

It was because of the man's turn that the Scribe clearly saw his face.

His face was extremely similar to Yoriichi's, but with subtle differences.

There was a deep red, flame-like scar on his left forehead and another from his right jaw down to his neck.

His eyes were extremely sharp, but with a hint of hidden gloom deep within.

Pointing the tip of his sword at the man, the Scribe frowned deeply.

Upon seeing the man's appearance, the Scribe naturally recognized his identity.

Tsugikuni Yoriichi's biological older brother, the future Upper Rank One, Kokushibo.

Tsugikuni Iwashiro!

Upon realizing the person attacking him was the Scribe, the man stopped abruptly, as if contemplating something.

"You are Yoriichi's disciple, Scribe?"

Without speaking, the Scribe merely nodded slightly.

He hadn't expected that during his journey to Sunlight Mountain, Yoriichi would have already come into contact with Tsugikuni Iwashiro once more.

It could only be said that fate was unpredictable.

Even with his own anomalous existence, it still hadn't changed the Tsugikuni brothers' reunion.

"Indeed, aside from the difference in clothing, everything else is as Yoriichi described."

After confirming the other party's identity, Tsugikuni Iwashiro abandoned his attack.

"I am Yoriichi's biological brother, Tsugikuni Iwashiro. If you are willing, you may call me Uncle-Master."

"Yoriichi asked me to tell you that he is currently occupied and will return after some time."

With that, Tsugikuni Iwashiro turned around and continued to drink his tea.

As expected of biological brothers, Tsugikuni Iwashiro and Tsugikuni Yoriichi were similar in many ways. Just like now, after relaying Yoriichi's message, he said no more.

"Thank you for relaying the message, Uncle-Master. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave."

Politely offering his thanks, the Scribe left the room.

Returning to his own room, he lay on his bed, contemplating the events that had transpired.